Jackie and Tina

Hip-hop thumpin' at a broken red light

Bad wind howlin' on a Saturday night

Nothing much doin' in a tornado town

Except for when their favorite singers come around

One got the makeup, other got the blow

Both got the words down to every song he know

Bring home the lucky boy, throw him in the road

Jackie and Tina are going to a show

Jackie and Tina are going to a show, yeah

Daddy lost the condo, smellin' that salt

Still blames Obama, but it's all his fault

Jackie put the rat killer in his lemonade

Time to move on, gotta let the bruises fade

Pick me up at a bar where we used to go

Johnny still passed out, nobody gotta know

I wanna feel something, instead of feelin' old, you know

Jackie and Tina are going to a show

Jackie and Tina are going to a show, hey

Jackie got the call, you never wanna take it

Cancer came back, Tina didn't make it

Thirty-five years and it all goes black

That feelin' for a friend that never comes back

Jackie gonna squeeze in her rock 'n' roll clothes

Urn full of ashes in the center console

Jackie was the rock, Tina was the roll

Both of them honeys are going to a show

Jackie and Tina are going to a show

Jackie and Tina

Jackie and Tina

Jackie and Tina